Conscious Beauty: Cleansing Edition

One of the things I’ve been into lately is holistic beauty.  Conscious beauty.  Beauty that is great for you, the environment, and of course, your pockets.  It goes with the concept of being aware of not only what goes inside your body, but what is put on your body as well.  Now, a little disclosure.  I am not perfect.  In the end I do what feels right for myself.  Some stuff may be a little expensive, or bought unaware of the testing involved.  I try, and just hope you can take something out of it, and share your favorite products!

And it all starts from the beginning, so this is where we will start.

I have naturally very dry, sensitive, porous skin. I have been able to limit my breakouts to one pimple a month, if that, keep my skin looking and feeling neutral, and minimizing the size of my pores with a few simple tricks and products.

Oil Cleansing and Moisturizing.  I do not use soap at any time to clean my face.  Now, I have dry skin and I noticed this oil cleansing has helped me a lot.  I was even one to get pimples a few times a month, but with diet and proper cleaning, it was handled correctly and with care.IMG_0205

My official face cleanser is almond oil.  It’s part of my go-to everyday routine.  I used to do a mixture of castor and almond oil, but found the castor oil to be a little too thick and heavy for my skin.  So with a just a nickel size amount of almond oil onto the hand I apply  it on my face and neck.  I put a face towel under running hot water and squeeze out excess.  Then I put the hot/warm towel on to my face and let sit for about 10 seconds or so.  Just enough time to open up the pores and extract the dirt out.  Makes sense, no?  You want to make sure to pat the towel on your skin, not wipe.

Afterwards, I sprinkle a little cold water onto my face to bring pores back to their original size.  This also helps keep the moisture in.  If you have oilier skin, I recommend you stop here.  For us drying folks, I recommend moisturizing with jojoba oil. This oil is best for sensitive, dry, easily irritated skin.  Vitamin E(also found in almond oil), anti-inflammatory(reduced inflammation) and anti-microbial(fights acne) properties help to heal many types of skin.  Just a dime size, a little goes a long way.

On days when I put on makeup, coconut oil serves as the best makeup remover for myself.  Literally, put on and wipe off and follow with another oil cleanser.

IMG_8205P.S. Products will last for a very long time.  Get a sale and these will last you 6 months to a year!

Now everyone is different.  What works for me, may have different effects for yourself.  I’ve heard of cleansing and moisturizing with olive oil, sesame seed oil, and even avocado oil.  See what works best for you!  I recommend almond because it seems the less heavy out of all of them besides coconut oil and avocado, which are about the same and great for moisturizing.

My last trick for those with dry skin.  I wash my face once a day and usually at night.  Cleansing twice a day dried me out and stressed my skin causing more breakouts!  This helps me rid bacteria/dirt from the day and stay moisturized all night.  In the morning I do a quick rinse with water and moisturize again with coconut oil(antibacterial, proteins, vitamin E).  This oil is light enough to put makeup or leave natural for just a slight dewy look.

IMG_0208I told you I would start from the beginning!  Fresh face for real!

Hope you enjoyed!  I would love to hear any suggestions or comments on products or methods.

Beauty from the inside out, even the outside in ;)




I wanted to start the week with a little something positive, a little something different.  After a world wind of emotions and events, there are a few things I have remained faithful to, admired, and learned to love through out my blogging years.

Sometime soon, I would love for this to become a weekend thing.  There are just so many randoms and pictures I take within a week and never get to share!  For now this will do!


Food Blogs!

Ya’ll know, or will soon know, I started as a daily blogger of food.  From that, it turned into how I experimented in the kitchen, baking, trying new recipes, and different types of food.  Some came from books, but I’ve always been big on food blogs!  They taught me to love the process, presentation, and of course taste of homemade kickass creations.  Some of my favorites:

How Sweet It Is.  Love! Making mouthwatering, drool worthy, gluttonous(?) creations.  Seriously think peanut butter and bacon cookies.  Wha?!?!

Joy the Baker.  A California girl with a southern heart in my eyes.  Basically how I perceive my North Eastern self in love with all things tropical.

A Cozy Kitchen.  The name says it all.  Beauty and taste all in one.

Lady and Pups.  I really just look at this blog as a dreamer.  Goddamn so intricate, but looks so worth it.  Just need to find someone to cook for me like this ;)

IMG_3453Sweet Potato Bread with Pecan Streusel.  My very own, and can’t wait to recreate this month! Keep a look out!

Healthy Living Blogs!

My roots.  How it all began.  I wanted to be healthy!  Feel confident!  What went from more physical, became all mental.  Mindbodygreen and Elephant Journal are a great start for everyday love and curiosity of the healthy living soul searcher!

Fashion and Makeup!IMG_0989

Basically I love to feel and look amazing.  From the inside out of course, but sometimes even when feeling like crap, I learned to pull myself together and go about my day.  It actually helps.  I won’t lie I feel a little more confident with a little mascara, lipstick, and/or a cute simple outfit.


Maybe it’s the industry of retail that has bitten my behind after 10 years, or just the extra time I have available to put a little something together.  Either way, I find it fun and interesting to play with!

IMG_0990Wining and Dining!

Yep, I still love to eat out.  An amazing mix of company, atmosphere, and food, I can never resist those opportunities.  And give a little of everything,  appetizer, drink, and an amazing course… Please and thank you!


Well I hope you enjoyed!  Just a general post of what turns your girl on ;) Food, fashion, photography.  I’m a girl who just wants to keep things beautiful.  All with perspective and personal touch.  But, don’t be fooled!  Behind all the pizza and beer, I still eat my salads and keep inspired with badass quotes.  Now all I need is a new book… Recommendations??


Stay fun and funky, my beauties!


Remember Those Dreams…?


If you came here for the answers, I’m sorry I don’t have them right now.  But, if you came for the thoughts and curiosity of another’s perspective, then you and I are both in luck.

Remember when we had those dreams for ourselves?  We were going to fall in love, travel the world, become successful in our careers, eat amazing food, and meet people of all sorts.  Yea.  Then instead of life happening, it seems that life stopped.  So much so, you are consumed in all your thoughts, memories.  Some so good, you want to go back.  Others so horrible, you wonder why they still linger in your mind, or rather just come back up.

Those horrible memories? Experiences?  Feelings?  They suck.  To be honest, they make me feel like we all suck.  Which I know is and will never be true, but for that brief moment it’s a thought.

Where did those dreams go?  Do we want to go back?  To that familiarity? The safe way? The responsible way.  I always think about the responsibility for not just myself, but others.  Now more than ever.  Because no matter what, I have this amazing family, that I do believe can benefit from my presence, and I from theirs.  I know now more than ever that being there, that real touch of a loved one is so powerful.  Those amazing friends you know can make you laugh just sitting on the couch in your sweats… These are the things that make me believe.

Then what about those you must leave behind?  People, experiences, progression.  What if I did just leave to follow “my dreams?”

As of late, I feel like I’m hiding more than ever.  I didn’t even know it.  On those nights you stay awake for hours staring at the wall.  I would never say it, but it comforts me to pretend like someone is there with me.

My mask.  My face.  I put it on as long as I’m determined I’m going to have an amazing day.  I will look like I got amazing sleep, glowing like I live for the Florida sun.  Can we talk about how I think I know how to contour? Maybe if my face looks skinny, people won’t notice those few extra pounds… Then to pull it all together with an OOTD.

If you know me, the question is how did this happen?

I was asked what inspires me.  Right now, I really don’t know.  People and possibilities used to be my answer.  Then bullshit comes right up and I just remember to close myself all over again.  Because who really gives a fuck about another girl who once dreamt about changing the world?  Who only wanted to give a chance to every deserving human being.  Well, thankfully, I still give many fucks about the inspiring lovers, dreamers I work with and talk to everyday.  The ones who do it with soul.  Not for nothing, they make me not lose hope in myself.  To also not lose hope in others.

“Walk like you have three men behind you.”

My favorite feminist line.  More than ever so.  Learning to do my face and figure out some amazing outfit that empowers.  Why the hell not? But, there is more to it.  We really don’t care about those three men.  Just you.

Words from the dreamer within begging to come out again, the hopeless romantic who hasn’t lost all hope yet, and moon child who still looks up at the dark sky and believes all over again.


“Told you I would always give you me, the real me.”

Aventuras Part 1



My dears!  Have I got a story for you!  Ok, not so much a story, but short tidbit of a day and night out.  I thought I was happening the best day of my life, in a very, very, long time.  What started out as a reason to just get out, turned into a feeling I almost forgot existed.

I decided to go the extra mile, or few, and took a ride toward St. Petersburg.  I loved every moment of it.  I mostly located myself on the outskirts of the downtown area to right by the bay area.  Beautiful.

First stop, was the Morean Arts Center.  That’s where, I got out of my element a little more and was able to take a writing class.  Definitely been a while since sat down in any class like that.  To be honest, I did not think I would get much out of it, since it was mostly about story’s.  Yet, it’s funny how you can see the similarities between totally different pieces of writing when looking at the person behind the words.


Afterwards, it was imperative I go to the Saturday Morning Market.  I had been hearing really nice things about this place, with other peoples comments ending in, “You would really like it.”  Vegetables, scenery, and cute local stand.  Duh!


Just from going through the streets around downtown alone, you can tell it has it’s own touch of a city and town.  Older houses and apartments, different local shops, even music from every corner while still keeping a sense of calmness.  I think that alone is Florida thing.  Laid back feeling with their own sense of a city flair.



Can we talk about how hot it still was in Florida?!  Was not prepared.  I actually ended up buying a dress from a small stand, changed in the porto potty, and grabbed a beef empanada for my walk back towards my car.  Ended up being perfect timing.  As I got lost, or rather lost track of where I was supposed to be walking, I found myself in a more deserted residential area.  My phone dead, a little whole-in-the-wall convenient store, with my empanada and water bottle in hand.  As I walked with my flowy symbolic dress, fringe, and curls, I couldn’t help but feel a little more in tune with the quaint hippie vibe of this town.



As the day passed it only got better.  Finally made my way to the beach!  You really can never go wrong with a beach.  As long as you expect great water views, sand between your toes, sun and breeze, that’s all you really need.


My uncle invited me to check out Clearwater Beach.  Probably one of the best known and popular of Florida’s west coast.  Kind of took me home.  With a mini street boardwalk, hotels, and families walking along, definitely resembles one of the iconic Jersey Shore boardwalks.

We walked.  We ate. We saw.  All I needed.


I would love to try and do something like this once a month.  Something new, experiences and feels.  It’s a goal.  A way to see there is something more out there than just the streets between the apartment to the mall.  One of my favorites is not what you want to do, but how you want to feel.


Always chasing a sunset,





Your Life, Your Prerogative, Your Dream.


Nobody has the right to tell you who and what you are.  Nobody can tell what you should be doing.

This is a post dedicated to the people who just don’t fucking know.  And, I just want to tell you that it’s going to be ok.  How do I know?  I don’t.  But, I do know that everything happens for a reason, and you are right where you are meant to be.

Background.  I come from an amazing family.  From an immigrant parent to another raised in the beautiful projects of the state.  My parents worked hard and harder to create a life with just high school degrees and desire.  They started a family and were able to move us upward into the educational social chain.  My parents worked it out to be around in the miss of crazy schedules, from working nights to having 12 hour days in the beginning.  Later on, it went to working days and scaling back the work life to be home a little more.  My parents were pretty smart, the rebellious years of middle school and high school they did not want to miss from my brother and I ;)

Then. there comes a time when it’s not the morals of family and life that you want to instill in your child, but what society tells you what should go about.

Lucky and not so lucky for me, I went to a high school where people dressed nice, didn’t fight too much, were very smart, and mostly in the end went to college.  That was the protocol.  That’s what most want for our families.  But, what do you do when you notice maybe that wasn’t who you were.

I had to go to college.  Fortunately, I didn’t care to go to a prestigious school and did pretty well, so I saved a lot furthering my education.  Great, because to this day, my college education isn’t doing shit for me.  And, I am totally ok with that.  I purposefully chose that.

I went from being a girl who wanted expensive Uggs and sneakers, a skinny body, straight hair, wanting to go to school, get a job in an office to make money, and start a family, to not giving a shit about it all.

I wear my hair in a curly mess, I don’t own sneakers, but buy that good good lipstick, my body does what it wants, and to be honest, I want to make enough money for myself to eat, sleep, and travel.

For everyone who told me to get an office job and make easy money using my college degree….  There is no such thing as easy money when your heart isn’t into the work.  I’m a pretty fast pace, short legged girl.  I worked three jobs at once, and tried to keep somewhat of a social life.  I wouldn’t change how I lived my life and how I’m living my life now for anything.  I decided to give up on everyone else’s dream for myself getting a 9-5 job and living comfortably, to live my own dream.  Honestly, I don’t remember what comfortable is, and I took my life across country to figure it out.


Every day until it works out, I don’t know.  Ask me what my schedule is in two weeks, I don’t know.  Where will I be in two months, I don’t know.  Will I be alive in 2 months? Well unless a freak accident, it’s a Fuck Yea.

I noticed this isn’t a life for everyone, but what they don’t understand is that it is our life that we are okay with for now. I did not become so adamant to be independent because of my age or because at 26 I should have it together.  I wanted to do it because I feel it now.  I feel the need to be on my own, maybe eat cereal for dinner or an elaborate sushi feast with wine.  Only because I want to.

I do believe that my parents tried their best so that their children could do even better things.  Well, I chose green juices over a savings, will live in a small studio over a house any day, and would rather buy 3 cheap H&M bags then a Michael Kohrs, because I like variety.

Slowly, but surely I will have no attachments to anyone soon enough.  I may not be living the high life, but it’s my life.  And everyday I love what I do and hopefully what I will be doing.  I’m learning to just fucking do it, with no plan, friends or not, money coming and going.  It’s funny this thing called money, has so many meanings to do different people.  So many uses.

But, it will never be the money, it’s not about your education, and it’s not about where you grew up.  It’s about you.  What do you want?  How are you okay to live?  What are you willing to sacrifice ? It maybe nothing at all.  Good for you.

If you chose the “unconventional” path, know that it may get fucking hard.  Crying, anger, and points of wanting to give up will happen.  But, I guarantee you will find something greater.  You will find what you want, what you enjoy doing, and who you enjoy being with.  You will explore places on your own terms, and more of those hidden treasures that only you can find beauty in.  That wealth is incomparable and will only grow.

This is now, not forever.  It’s your life, your prerogative, your dream, and that’s something I hope no one can take away from you.



“…hanging out my dirty linen
You’re entitled to your own opinion
Sit and shake your head at my decision,”

Summer Endings into Fall Beginnings


Confession.  I don’t know if I’m ready.  It’s bittersweet for the first time….

I can complain and be upset I never got to the beach all summer.  My tan is a mere Floridian glow.  Most of my produce all season came from my home state, New Jersey.  My usual summer of festivals, yoga, and foodie finds was last year’s memories.




I can be grateful and say I wouldn’t have had summer end any other way.  I got to be and connect with my family like never before.  See few, but the best of friends a girl could have.  Lots of movies, hugs, food, and pancakes.



I can be excited and say I am ready for fall.  I am ready for the cool nights.  Dark lips.  Squash.  Adventures.  Cleansing. Shedding some heated feelings.  Gaining some warmth, particularly within that chakra, anahata <3

You see, our body’s have always been in aligned with the seasons.  Yes, as the human race we have steered off a bit (or a lot) but we can try and get there again, easy.  Every spring, we lighten up through weight and food.  We come out of our shell and get a bit more active and social.


Then, come Fall, we await the pumpkin spice doughnuts and apple pies.  The leaves change to warmer colors of red, orange, and gold, even as the weather gets cold.  Our activities go from beaches, to cozy walks and movie nights.  Light summer cocktails turn into glasses of cabernet.  It’s time

For myself I want to shed the summer heat.  Cleanse. Detox.  I became a somewhat intense woman this summer.  And I learned there is a difference between emotional and madness.  I want to take the somewhat heated personality in my head and focus it towards my heart.  Because this ending, and new beginning, has taught me more than ever that being tough and arrogant isn’t all that.  Smiles are encouraging, not weakening.  Hugs are therapeutic, and people are INSPIRING.


Usually this time of year, I talk more about the cleansing through food and holistic practices.  By now, I think we get it. More whole foods, warming foods, greens, oil massages, yoga, but I wanna add a little soul nourishment.  What are you trying to shed?  What are you trying to obtain?  Clarity? Love? Divinity?

Some of you will be wearing sweaters and sitting by the fires sooner than me, I’m a little jealous.  Although, I guess I can keep my Floridian glow a little while longer ;)




Tomato and Cucumber Quinoa Salad


I know.  I am giving you this ultra summer recipe while most are thinking about pumpkin, pumpkin spice, and pretty leaves.  Can we use this as a late summer recipe?  Who doesn’t want to use as much of the glorious summer produce the season has to offer?

Truth be told, this is a 1-2-3 post.  I took pretty pictures and it seems almost a sin not to share.  Reasoning with honesty.

Like I said, this is a pretty simple recipe.  Basically a variation and different feel to the previous quinoa posts.  This one happens to be a favorite.  I try to make something like this weekly as a lunch or side for during the week.  It’s perfect as Sunday make-ahead dish for the week or a quick refreshing side for a night.  Maybe to pair well with a nice roasted chicken?  Baked Salmon?!?!  So Fall!!!


Tomato and Cucumber Quinoa Salad


  • 2 cups quinoa (cooked and cooled)
  • 3 medium tomatoes
  • 2 cucumbers
  • handful of parsley
  • white wine vinegar
  • extra virgin olive oil/grapeseed oil
  • 1 tsp salt
  • 1/2 cup feta cheese

Cut into chunks the tomatoes and cucumbers.  Roughly chop your parsley.  Mix your vegetables, parsley, and quinoa in a large bowl.  Drizzle white whine vinegar, then oil onto salad.  Add your salt and mix again.  If you need a little more flavor I recommend to put more vinegar.

Crumble the feta onto the salad before serving to keep the flavor of the cheese fresh and not soggy!



Now make this now before summer is ovaaaa! Preferably with a glass of wine on hand.